Griff’s POV
I wince slightly as I’m thrown down unceremoniously onto a chair in the middle of the room.
“Is there any need for the cuffs?” I ask angrily, directing my attention to Stefano, who comes stalking into the room to stand in front of me.
He examines me for a brief moment.
“After all… how much harm would I be able to do all on my own?” I ask nodding my head towards the witch where she stands with a creepy grin on her face.
“Remove the cuffs,” Stefano orders.
I maintain eye contact whilst the shackles are removed from my wrists. Despite the fact that I am here, sitting in front of him and betraying everything I stand for, I can’t stand to submit to this asshole.
“There you go, Commander Griffin, I assume you are more comfortable now?”
I nod my head curtly before a sm
